Questionable Encounter

Questionable Encounter Questionable Encounter

Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

Summary

this is the first short story that I have ever written and it was a fantasy of mine about my first crush.

Summary

this is the first short story that I have ever written and it was a fantasy of mine about my first crush.

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Submitted: January 09, 2013

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Behind closed doors, I am her captive in this twisted game of love. Her eyes glow with lust and passion, yet she waits for the right moment to strike. The door to the bathroom opens and she seizes the opportunity. I am instantly pressed against the door, and our bodies are mashed together. I can feel the adrenaline running through her veins as her lips touch mine. My body goes numb as our tongues begin a dance I have yearned for a long time. My hands find her shoulders and rest there. Her touch brings a chill to my body as her fingers search for my bra strap. It unsnaps and I pause. She looks into my eyes and smiles. I am afraid of letting her have me, knowing that this may be a one night stand that my heart can’t accept. But it doesn’t matter because she pushes my shirt over my small petite breasts and stares at them as if admiring the soft cocoa skin that covers them. My nipples harden as her moist tongue closes over them. I let out a small whimper and she grabs my waist. Her face is buried into my chest, softly running circles around my dark buds. Her fingers find my zipper and my body stiffens as they find their way between my thighs. Her fingers reach my island, and a pool begins to form. They slide up my clit, leaving a sticky trail to follow as they reach the opening of my vagina. My nails dig into her shoulders and I feel the presence of her fingers inside of me. I moan in her ear and she begins to move deeper. She kisses my neck and then bites me gently. Her hands separate my thighs, creating more space for her to roam inside of me and I’m slowly losing my mind. My eyes are closed and my body rocks to her rhythm. Her hands moves faster inside of me and my face is buried in her shoulder, blocking all of the noise escaping my mouth. I can taste the cotton from her shirt as my teeth grip her shoulder. She is whispering in my ear, telling me to relax and let go. The friction she has created between my thighs explodes and soft tears trickle down my face. She plays with the fire a little longer and my body pleads her to stop as she wipes the tears from my face. We kiss and she holds me tightly. She sits down on top of the toilet seat and just smiles at me.  As I begin to zip my jeans, she grabs me. She kisses a trail along my navel to my abdomen, and I freeze. “I want to taste you mama,” she cooed as my jeans lowered. She inhales my scent and I shiver as her tongues touches my skin. Her tongue snakes in between my lips and runs over my jewel. Her hands hold my thighs steady as she continues to run laps over my clit. I remember feeling this pain that crept up my spine, causing me to scream out loud. She gripped my thighs harder as I pushed against her face. My hands were full of her locks as she continued to drive me crazy. Her face was well between my legs as she placed one of them on her shoulder.  Her tongue dove inside of me and I melted.  I was so gone. Her bobbing had me in tears as she continued to lick me all over. I came so hard that my body convulsed in her hands. She brought my limp body onto her lap and she held my little booty in her hands. She just stared at me and smiled. I couldn’t help but laugh. She pulled me into her and kissed me for days. I became hers as if wanting anything other than that.


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